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In the mist, dark figures move and twist, was all this for real? Or just some kind of Hell?

666, the number of the beast, Hell and fire, was spawned to be released

Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised, as they started to cry, hands held to the sky
In the night, the fire’s are burning bright, the ritual has begun, Satan’s work is done

666, the number of the beast, sacrifice is going on tonight


Spectral Photography

By Christopher Mckenney


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Mayflys are a winged insect that have a short lifespan. They mate in such a way that all of them mature in the exact same time. The will die out soon, but for the time being Wisconsin looks like something straight out of a horror movie. 




i wouldn’t leave my house


This is why I always say we have the worst bugs in the country up here.

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And I will pray for her
I will call her name out loud
I will bleed for her
If I could only see her now

One of those songs that’s about one thing, but you can still relate to the lyrics in another way.

I’ve never seen a gif of this, that’s awesome.

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princess-tigerlillyy asked:
I just picked random numbers, Lol. 9, 14, 15, 28, 49.

Haha thanks :)


Have you ever given blood?

I think so. I have had blood drawn and stuff a few times, but I can’t really remember what for.


Do you prefer to read poetry, write poetry, or neither?

I’d rather read it than write it. Writing is cool, but poetry isn’t really my field I guess haha


Things about someone that you find attractive?

I don’t know if it means someone in particular or just someone in general, but what I think is attractive is someone who likes things I like, and can carry a conversation and long black hair. I mean I like all dark hair colors. But the darker it is, the better. I just have a thing for dark hair.


What is your favorite soda?

Either Coke, Dr. Pepper, or Mountain Dew Code Red


Where do you go when you’re sad?

I like to go to my room and be alone. And I mean MY room. Not where I’m saying now, my room back in my house. Sometimes I get to go back there. I walk back into my house and it’s all empty and quiet and everything is all old now. But I get back up to my room and lay on my bed, and for a few moments it just brings me back to times when I used to be in my room and lay in my bed and deal with my problems. If I can’t get there, then I just to go somewhere ever I can be alone, and as out of earshot as possible.

Anonymous asked:
13, 37&50

13: Name one movie that made you cry.

None make me really cry. But there’s a part in Dances With Wolves I tear up at sometimes.

37: What is word that you always seem to spell wrong?

Hahaha yeah I can’t think of any off the top of my head, but trying to type it right now would be kinda pointless since it would probably be wrong.

50: 5 random facts about yourself:

- My favorite drink is chocolate milk
- My iPod is blue and that pisses me off because I hate blue but it’s the only color they had
- I kind of idolize Chris Cornell
- If I could move somewhere it would be around the north western part of the country. Around Idaho or Montana
- Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son is my favorite Iron Maiden album. That’s not something I would usually include in something like this, but I just been listening to it all day and have it stuck in my head

Thanks :) Forgot I even posted that thing.

Seventh son of a seventh son, seventh son of a seventh SAAAOUN


Begotten (1990)

If you are looking for an experimental horror film to watch, go for this one if you can stomach it. It re-imagines the story of Genesis. The story opens with a robed, profusely bleeding “God” disemboweling himself, with the act ultimately ending in his death. It’s in black and white and has absolutely no dialogue. The words “experimental horror” are the best way to describe this film.


I’ve seen this movie. It’s pretty good.

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1 Bottle of Shampoo = 10 Bottles of Conditioner.

This used to be me until someone taught me you are supposed to only put conditioner on the ends of your hair. Now I run out of shampoo way faster.

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Today is my first day back from Rockfest. I waited all 3-4 days for Rob Zombie. The last headliner on the last day, and the motherfucker walks off stage 2 songs into his set. I’m not too mad about it though.

I hate going to bed lately, I’ve been dreaming about the same things over and over and I hate it. It’s just draining me. The last time this happened it was the start of a big downfall for me. I just hate this, I hate the way I’m living, I especially hate the last 2 years of my life. I hate more years than that, but 2 years ago was when how I am now started.

I don’t want to dream about you anymore. It kills me inside. And I wake up with the same emptiness everyday and I can’t stand it anymore.